The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 518 [14K]

These people actually dared to provoke Chen Xijun; they were undoubtedly seeking death!

"Hello, miss from the mainland, would you like to have some fun?" The burly man asked with a grin on his face, then spoke in somewhat broken Mandarin.

They were seasoned veterans and, through certain habits, immediately identified Ye Chenfeng and Chen Xijun as mainlanders rather than people from Hong Kong or Macau. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Smelling the alcohol and other mixed scents on the group, Chen Xijun’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she said irritably, "Have fun with what?"

"Of course, the thing men and women love to do most. I guarantee you’ll love the feeling of flying," the burly man said excitedly.

Ignoring Ye Chenfeng to the side and looking excited, Chen Xijun’s attitude made them believe there was hope; there was no need for force.

Chen Xijun naturally knew what they meant, and what made her angry was that Ye Chenfeng had turned his head aside, completely ignoring the situation. Even though she was a police officer, there was no need for this, was there? Was he even a man?

Ye Chenfeng, you bastard! I loathe you!

"Have fun your sister!" Chen Xijun, usually calm, burst out unexpectedly with anger.

"You~bitch, given face yet refusing it!" The burly man cursed and then moved forward to grab Chen Xijun.

But how could Chen Xijun let him catch her? With a slight tilt of her body, she suddenly stood up and kicked high, landing her foot squarely on his face.

Bang!

The nearly six-foot-tall man flew more than ten meters before crashing to the ground, creating a splash of blood. This revealed just how furious Chen Xijun was.

Seeing this, the other three big men shouted in anger and charged toward Chen Xijun.

With a sharp cry, Chen Xijun leaped up, kicking another thug in the head. The man flew out with a loud crash and slammed into the ground, making a thudding noise.

Using the momentum, Chen Xijun spun around and delivered a roundhouse kick. Because the thug was tall, she hit him in the groin, and the man screeched while clutching his assaulted crotch.

The last one, legs trembling, had one thought in his mind: this woman was a pervert. He wanted to run, but the next moment, a figure already stood in front of him.

Then, his face felt like it was smashed by something massive, and his vision went black as he crashed down, nearly passing out.

"Get lost fast!"

Chen Xijun cursed and stormed back to the stall, while the stall owner and the people around marveled at how formidable the young woman was!

"Who made my dear little Junjun angry?" Ye Chenfeng had just finished his cart noodles and turned his head over.

"Hmph!" Chen Xijun snorted coldly, still visibly upset, with an indescribable charm.

"Cough cough, I didn’t realize you were quite skilled!" Ye Chenfeng said, trying to make conversation.

Chen Xijun gave him a glance: "It’s not like you didn’t know this from day one!"

"Big Brother and the rest are just up ahead!" Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng heard some rustling noises; it seemed like quite a number of people were approaching.

"Everyone run, the guys from Kuanfeng Society are coming!" Someone shouted, and almost instantaneously, the stalls on both sides of the street quickly packed up, leaving only the tourists.

"Out of the way, commoners, the Wild Wind Society is conducting business!" Other tourists were suddenly startled when they first saw the several burly men, and then the densely packed crowd behind them, prompting them to hurriedly flee.

In an instant, only seven or eight people remained on the scene, among them were Ye Chenfeng and Chen Xijun, as calm as Mount Tai. Chenfeng had just ordered another Iceberg Fire and was leisurely savoring it.

Hearing the commotion, Ye Chenfeng slightly raised his head and muttered to himself, "Wild Wind Society? The power of 14K, the original Hongmen."

"What did you say?" Chen Xijun vaguely heard something and couldn’t help but ask.

But Ye Chenfeng did not answer her, silently continuing with his breakfast.

The other six individuals were sitting opposite Ye Chenfeng. One of them was dressed in a suit, and his extraordinary demeanor was apparent even from his back. The few people beside him had a restrained aura and piercing eyes, clearly indicating they were skilled fighters.

"Third Brother, it’s them!" the burly man who had been sent flying by Chen Xijun pointed at Ye Chenfeng and Chen Xijun.

The so-called Third Brother was a solidly built young man with a blonde Mohican hairstyle. Though he appeared slightly thin, his lean body concealed unmatched explosive power.

"Is it you?"

At first glance upon seeing Chen Xijun, Third Brother’s eyes almost popped out. He had been with many women, but he had never come across one with Chen Xijun’s flavor before.

Her fair face was framed by a pair of phoenix eyes, slightly upturned under long lashes, naturally exuding a captivating charm. Her wine-red short hair added to her allure and sensuality. Coupled with her tight sports attire accentuating her lethal curves, she resembled a fully ripened peach, irresistibly tempting to bite into.

Involuntarily, Third Brother’s eyes glued on her, and the eyes of his subordinates did the same.

"Is it her?" Third Brother asked, somewhat unsure, wondering how such a beauty could have beaten up his four underlings so badly.

"Can we be friends, beautiful?" After glancing at Chen Xijun’s snowy peaks, Third Brother fought back the urge to drool as he asked.

Chen Xijun looked up indifferently and coldly uttered a single word, "Scram!"

"Good! Spicy, I like it!" Instead of getting furiously angry as one might expect, Third Brother exclaimed with excitement.

"The third in command of Wild Wind Society seems to be rather bored, to bring so many people just to hit on a girl!" Suddenly, a mocking voice came from across Ye Chenfeng.

"Eh? Isn’t that Wei Yi of the Loyalist Hall? Right, you’re usually by Guo Feng’s side. Wait, that’s not right, Guo Feng!" Suddenly, Third Brother’s voice surged with excitement, and his eyes eagerly scanned across the table.

"Brothers, surround them! We’re about to strike it rich today, stumbling upon Guo Feng here! Haha, heaven is truly helping us!"

As the words fell, over a hundred people rushed forward, encircling Guo Feng and his companions beside Ye Chenfeng, trapping them completely.

"What about them?" asked the underling who had been severely beaten by Chen Xijun.

"The hell do we care about some woman when we’ve got Guo Feng in our hands!" Third Brother slapped the underling irritably.

"Hey, are you planning to ignore me? I hate the feeling of being ignored!" Suddenly, a highly discordant voice resonated throughout the area.

The source of the voice was, of course, Ye Chenfeng, and even Chen Xijun was puzzled. The trouble seemed to have moved away, yet Chenfeng was drawing it back to them.

"Eh? Why is there still someone here?" Third Brother looked at Ye Chenfeng with confusion. His eyes had been fixed on Chen Xijun just moments earlier, so he naturally had not noticed the low-key presence of Ye Chenfeng beside her.